Chapter 251 Departure
Spitting out the seafood shells in his mouth, Jiang Cheng pulled out a wet towel and wiped his hands and replied: "Not yet."
The fat man showed a worried expression, holding in his hands The crab legs were no longer fragrant, so he put them down reluctantly, looking at the doctor as if he were visiting a grave.
"Doctor," the fat man said in a very sad tone. He hesitated for a long time and then said, "It's been three days, why is there no news at all? Are you not going?"
"Tsk," Jiang Cheng raised his head, first frowned, then stared at the fat man's big face, and asked with some hindsight: "Why do I feel that you are still a little regretful?"
"Fat man," Jiang Cheng tilted his neck and reminded him: "Although I am an orphan, even if I don't come back, you can't inherit my inheritance."
He paused and his voice became louder. Get up, "I advise you to give up this attachment as soon as possible!"
The fat man looked like he was about to cry.
Although everyone knows that there is something wrong with the doctor's brain, but now that he is still thinking about inheritance distribution, Fatty feels that the doctor is somewhat outstanding.
Besides, the most important thing is that doctors don’t have any assets.
"Doctor, please shut up," the fat man said, "I'm just caring about you. I'm worried that you won't have anyone around to help you this time."
"Who said I would go by myself this time? "Really?" Jiang Cheng asked, puffing up his cheeks.
"Can Xia Meng be considered a teammate?" Fatty swallowed and looked at Jiang Cheng with doubts on his face, "Doctor, I have something you may not like to hear. She wants to be killed more than a ghost. Do you believe it or not? "
Xia Meng also participated in the mission. This was the last news about the middle-aged man, and this made Fatty even more worried about Jiang Cheng's personal safety.
Raising his head, Jiang Cheng said very naturally, "Don't you still have me?"
"Me?"
"Yes," Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes, "Aren't you going with me? How can you trust me alone."
After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly came to his senses. The fat man blurted out: "I'll fuck you, uncle!"
But these were all useless in Jiang Cheng's eyes. He convinced the fat man in just a few words, and also cited a few more representative ones. example.
For example, if he were not there, Fatty would probably be involved in a nightmare, and then be caught by a ghost and have his neck broken, or his limbs would be broken and hung up, and he would be used as a mascot or something.
The fat man turned pale when he heard this. The most important thing was that this was really very likely to happen.
He is a very thoughtful person, and he has a very clear idea of his position. His survival to this day is all due to his thigh as a doctor. Although this thigh is more talkative, at least so far So far, pretty reliable.
"Doctor," the fat man licked his lips, looked at Jiang Cheng with very reliable eyes, and said in a deep voice: "There may have been some problems with our communication just now. In fact, my original plan was to accompany you. We went together."
He paused, "Because I don't trust you alone. "
"That's right." Jiang Cheng nodded, with a look of realization on his face, "Then why did I hear that you took advantage of the time to buy groceries to inquire about my studio with the proprietress of the dessert shop next door? Is it renting or buying? Did you ask about water and electricity bills? ”
The fat man was stunned for a moment, and the next second he suddenly said loudly: "Rumor! This is completely a rumor!"
He looked very excited, his neck was red, "Doctor, you don't know what kind of person I am. "I"
"Okay, I don't want to hear it," Jiang Cheng drank the last mouthful of seafood porridge, squinted his eyes, took out a wet wipe and wiped his mouth first, then wiped his hands, and then stood up .
"Fat man, you should know me," Jiang Cheng exhaled and said in a mysterious tone: "There are no beauties within a hundred meters around here who don't miss me?"
But what was supposed to come was still coming, just after this, in the afternoon of the fourth day after the middle-aged man left.
The weather was as bright and beautiful as ever. Jiang Cheng also received a very energetic-looking woman in her 30s in the morning. The two chatted happily, and the doctor later invited her to sit upstairs.
Then the fat man, who was squatting on a chair and studying survival videos on his mobile phone, went to the market to buy vegetables.
Since he knew that the doctor was going to take him to the next level, Fatty became more motivated to learn and accept new things. His regular course in the morning was to browse videos of survival in the wild.
In the afternoon, I read the Sherlock Holmes books I bought from a street stall.
Go out for a run an hour after dinner, come back when it’s getting dark, and then use the doctor’s computer to watch horror movies to practice your courage.
In order to achieve the effect, he usually keeps playing alone. Sometimes he can't stand it anymore, so he quits halfway and watches a few episodes of Haier Brothers to adjust.
After all, you can learn knowledge by watching the Haier brothers. There is no distinction between knowledge and knowledge, but the ways of ingesting it are different.
“Buzz”
The doctor’s cell phone on the table rang, and he was hiding in the bathroom, sneaking around and not knowing what he was doing.
The fat man had no choice but to take his mobile phone and go to the bathroom to look for him.
A few minutes later, Jiang Cheng opened the bathroom door.
The fat man who was studying only took the time to glance at the doctor and couldn't look away anymore. The doctor's expression was surprisingly heavy, and he immediately realized that maybe that thing was coming.
"Doctor." He opened his mouth slightly.
"Pack it up," Jiang Cheng turned around and walked upstairs, along the stairs, "We will leave in a while."
The fat man was stunned for a moment, then got up and chased after him. , stretching his neck and asked anxiously: "Doctor, where are we going?"
"You'll know when you get there."
The luggage is very simple. For the sake of concealment, the two of them tacitly agreed not to wear the clothes they had worn in nightmares, nor in life.
After locking the door of the office, Jiang Cheng took Fatty to take a taxi to the nearest farmer's market, where there were many merchants selling clothes in the open air.
There is a lot of traffic here and the clothes sold are very cheap.
Jiang Cheng and Fatty each chose a suit of clothes that were reasonably comfortable and stretchable. They bought slightly better shoes, which were promotional items from a domestic sports brand.
After all, no one wants to have the embarrassment of losing something on their shoe sole while being chased by a ghost.
Then the two took another car and headed straight out of the city.
The road was relatively remote, and the driver kept observing the two people through the rearview mirror, as if he was worried that they were carjackers who saw trouble on the road.
“What do you always see us doing?” The fat man muttered dissatisfiedly, “It’s not like we don’t pay.”
“No,” the driver said with a smile, “It’s not like we haven’t paid recently. Is it peaceful? A lot of people's minds are always right." It seemed that the two of them had no ill intentions, and the driver gradually started talking more.
"Is my little brother a local?" the driver asked while driving.
“No.” Jiang Cheng replied.
"Are you going back to the city that night?"
"It depends."
The driver moved his lips and finally said: "Little brother, listen to me My advice is, if there’s nothing important, don’t come back.”
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(End of this chapter)